Place in my heart

Nothing compares to a mother's love,
A hiding place when push comes to shove.
Cinderella dreams,
Dimond Rings,
I try to fill my heart with earthly things.

Still there is a place
that seems so empty.
It's the deepest part of me
that only you can fill.

Just the other day,
I turned my thoughts astray.
From a history of reason to
give my heart away.
This thought progressed
through time the path seemed unkind.

Lonely and unclear it overwhelmed my mind,
And if I release this part of me,

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poem by Amanda Barr
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